From FRIEND OF MIES VAN DER ROHE
By James Belflower
.wan'dring,
river ripple inside and out the gift-moment,
.rebellion,
a gift rather than settlement maybe
patched?
gift stuttered, in
part, because of its playful
hover between two-however, if one
does not recognize one
remains one-the two shall become one gift? Then to
raise this gift-to cup any command
such as the above phrases intend,
as a gift-as burning without the impetus of guilt-gift,
pure
and planar, tilted to another side.
with the wish as link
or imaginary conversion from shoe-
last manufacture to
bomb
dear, to my content, mom.
CHORUS: The products manufactured at the factory were wooden shoe-lasts (the molds
around which shoes were formed), and Fagus is simply the Latin word for beechwood
and you were not yet born but nearly could have been.
.the previous section, I apologize but there remains no shoe-last to choke our history.
I wander thru the collapse,
-how, to give?
-family album as startled aviary.
In my room there are many photographs
of you, looking.
and so again I search for the metaphorical rims of the family. Yet, these situations
happened (see previous), representative of nothing. So how do I begin to show you the
wet tendons, by severing?
-written as spots, tearing at the wrappings edge.
solid years in the rooms of half-finished homes, coaxing them to seal in these spots, but
with my hands, the knuckles then, now white as metaphor.